Martial arts: I am the Imperial Guard of the Ming Dynasty, and I am domineering!

Bai Yu gave a bloodthirsty smile, and slapped the Frost Knife on his waist with his backhand, and the clear and crisp sound of the knives suddenly resounded.The spirit said;

hum!

The Frost Knife was unsheathed in an instant, and the cold light flowed down, turning into a sharp arrow, passing by Murong Qiudi's side.

At the same time, Bai Yu's left hand slapped like lightning.

Under the crazily pouring of violent Gang Qi, the blade rotated rapidly like a spiral.

The sound of piercing through the sky was like a thunderclap.

Seeing the rapidly enlarged attack in his pupils, Jing Wuming's nerves tensed suddenly, and an inexplicable death aura flowed through his whole body. His intuition told him that if he couldn't take the knife, he would definitely die.